Alert the UN, someone's sold chemical weapons to Kevin....
The unwanted insect houseguests seemed to disappear...but they've returned in force, and thus chemical warfare is the name of the game. I'm pretty positive they're fleas, and they gather in force near the couch (which is where I originally noticed them), but since we've had roaches and ants and other undesireables enter, I've gone full force. Picked up several fogging units that kill basically anything you'd expect to find in a human home or on an animal's body. Bought enough to treat 100,000 sqare feet more than is here...so yes. Stinky death comes tonight!
Strange days, are these, with many ghosts visiting me.
Darren's communication has picked up again, after a disturbing though brief disappearance.
Interestingly, most of the ghosts come from Florida...
Jay! Wily Puerto Rican Jay, working again for the evil money swindling beaurocrats at Hollywood, found my tiny page at myspace (I can't believe I was talked into that place); and we've reestablished. I've missed him, I enjoyed most working with him. We had ambition, and it appears he's planning on proceeding still!
Nicole, what a shocker it was to have Nicole pop up. I don't know HOW she even managed, as she's no longer in FL, not connected to anyone connected to me, and I haven't updated my location information in forever. She and I made the best of a shithold convienance store job, robbing that place blind. It was perhaps the greatest job ever-sure, I LOVED what I did at Hollywood, but...here? Yea, I got paid less, but I didn't have to WORK or do things I enjoy that still count as work. All the free eats I wanted. The most important aspect....the liqour coolers. How many nights did Austin and I drive out there to walk out with an armful each of boooze, then an armful each of snacks, then a final trip for whatever else? She was a shegeekess, and while certainly not my physical taste....I can't help but feel a warmth to any girl I knock back beer with while taking turns playing Final Fantasy, or Smash Bros, or....
Austin and I speak occasionally, but like Jay and Darren...it is typically to ask me to come back. It's tempting, as the economy begins to settle out a bit....
A few girls I used to work with found me via the site as well....
A middle school crush.
Someone who wanted to apologize and wish that they'd listened to me. Everyone wishes AFTERWARDS they'd listened, but yet I'm always the one who picks up the tab for it....
I shouldn't have left....I've made no progression. I enjoy being alone, but I hate the opportunities I STILL haven't been able to make-opportunities I left an occassionally enjoyable life for. And it'd be such a pain to slip back into things there....as it will be difficult elsewhere, but at least I have a mostly blank slate. Thanks to SG, I don't think I have a completely blank slate no matter where I go!
Oh well....they smacked down that convienance store shortly after I left, anyway. Another cleeeeeaaaaaan getaway for Kevin.
The video...pushed back AGAIN until September. His album is already out, and next month the new KX album is out-as well as the new KX videos. KX videos done by a man with money, experience, influence, oh and MTV hits under his belt. Gee, I wonder who's going to be completely overshadowed by whom....I'll still have something that *I* wanted though. I'll have something to send home so that I can get the responses I already hear of "We're so proud of you" "We knew you'd..." blah blah why did you fuck me out of so many opportunities then....the point will still be made, if you'd listened to me.....but I pay for it.
Trying to figure out if I want to bother trying to "be" anything after the dream....a simple living is all I need. I'd love to go into business myself, but again-have to rely on others. Others for capital I don't have. I've known for years that it could work, a digital media mecca....
Hard to believe it's been a YEAR since I gave in to HER desires when I'd had none of mine (sure, some had been offered, but we'll get to that problem)....again with the not listening to me! "We should get someone random", says I, but she disagrees, "Ok. What would I know, I'm the one with the experience here." A year since vacation, to Ozzfest with a ticket originally not meant for her but for whomever would make it most worth my while; to Ozzfest where through lack of forethought had to go piss during the Judas Priest set...and it hit me. She knew that Darren and I dreamt of such a thing for so long, to bitch about constantly wanting to share something with me....she was walking away during something pretty significant that I was actually ENTHUSED about. A year-slightly more than, truthfully, as I was told shortly before leaving on vacation-since Molly made me feel appreciated. A year since a blubbery dolt who's going to be assumed more "intelligent" because of a piece of paper slammed a car door on my hand (which still pops painfully).
Often things were offered, but never taken up on-just a tease, like her every online profile that lists her as "bi" because she fingered/got fingered. Bi for the attention, quick to try and smite someone garnering more attention. Control was offered, but wouldn't take it up despite the wisdom. Sinfully sweet step sister suggested, but I felt the error of that one when I finally decided to try taking her up on it...woo, should have known better, but that's what trust will get you. Interesting that she argued against it because it was "illegal"...as though she were doing any better at that age, or that her quest for hallucinogens were any more "legal" and for an imagined sense of pleasure...not for a REAL pleasure.
Ash, Dan, I'm off from the 10th-20th....
January. Job, no job; home, no home....I'm gone. A year later than my original plan is plenty long enough. Had things gone as planned.....alas. No more planning. Winging.
The unwanted insect houseguests seemed to disappear...but they've returned in force, and thus chemical warfare is the name of the game. I'm pretty positive they're fleas, and they gather in force near the couch (which is where I originally noticed them), but since we've had roaches and ants and other undesireables enter, I've gone full force. Picked up several fogging units that kill basically anything you'd expect to find in a human home or on an animal's body. Bought enough to treat 100,000 sqare feet more than is here...so yes. Stinky death comes tonight!
Strange days, are these, with many ghosts visiting me.
Darren's communication has picked up again, after a disturbing though brief disappearance.
Interestingly, most of the ghosts come from Florida...
Jay! Wily Puerto Rican Jay, working again for the evil money swindling beaurocrats at Hollywood, found my tiny page at myspace (I can't believe I was talked into that place); and we've reestablished. I've missed him, I enjoyed most working with him. We had ambition, and it appears he's planning on proceeding still!
Nicole, what a shocker it was to have Nicole pop up. I don't know HOW she even managed, as she's no longer in FL, not connected to anyone connected to me, and I haven't updated my location information in forever. She and I made the best of a shithold convienance store job, robbing that place blind. It was perhaps the greatest job ever-sure, I LOVED what I did at Hollywood, but...here? Yea, I got paid less, but I didn't have to WORK or do things I enjoy that still count as work. All the free eats I wanted. The most important aspect....the liqour coolers. How many nights did Austin and I drive out there to walk out with an armful each of boooze, then an armful each of snacks, then a final trip for whatever else? She was a shegeekess, and while certainly not my physical taste....I can't help but feel a warmth to any girl I knock back beer with while taking turns playing Final Fantasy, or Smash Bros, or....
Austin and I speak occasionally, but like Jay and Darren...it is typically to ask me to come back. It's tempting, as the economy begins to settle out a bit....
A few girls I used to work with found me via the site as well....
A middle school crush.
Someone who wanted to apologize and wish that they'd listened to me. Everyone wishes AFTERWARDS they'd listened, but yet I'm always the one who picks up the tab for it....
I shouldn't have left....I've made no progression. I enjoy being alone, but I hate the opportunities I STILL haven't been able to make-opportunities I left an occassionally enjoyable life for. And it'd be such a pain to slip back into things there....as it will be difficult elsewhere, but at least I have a mostly blank slate. Thanks to SG, I don't think I have a completely blank slate no matter where I go!
Oh well....they smacked down that convienance store shortly after I left, anyway. Another cleeeeeaaaaaan getaway for Kevin.
The video...pushed back AGAIN until September. His album is already out, and next month the new KX album is out-as well as the new KX videos. KX videos done by a man with money, experience, influence, oh and MTV hits under his belt. Gee, I wonder who's going to be completely overshadowed by whom....I'll still have something that *I* wanted though. I'll have something to send home so that I can get the responses I already hear of "We're so proud of you" "We knew you'd..." blah blah why did you fuck me out of so many opportunities then....the point will still be made, if you'd listened to me.....but I pay for it.
Trying to figure out if I want to bother trying to "be" anything after the dream....a simple living is all I need. I'd love to go into business myself, but again-have to rely on others. Others for capital I don't have. I've known for years that it could work, a digital media mecca....
Hard to believe it's been a YEAR since I gave in to HER desires when I'd had none of mine (sure, some had been offered, but we'll get to that problem)....again with the not listening to me! "We should get someone random", says I, but she disagrees, "Ok. What would I know, I'm the one with the experience here." A year since vacation, to Ozzfest with a ticket originally not meant for her but for whomever would make it most worth my while; to Ozzfest where through lack of forethought had to go piss during the Judas Priest set...and it hit me. She knew that Darren and I dreamt of such a thing for so long, to bitch about constantly wanting to share something with me....she was walking away during something pretty significant that I was actually ENTHUSED about. A year-slightly more than, truthfully, as I was told shortly before leaving on vacation-since Molly made me feel appreciated. A year since a blubbery dolt who's going to be assumed more "intelligent" because of a piece of paper slammed a car door on my hand (which still pops painfully).
Often things were offered, but never taken up on-just a tease, like her every online profile that lists her as "bi" because she fingered/got fingered. Bi for the attention, quick to try and smite someone garnering more attention. Control was offered, but wouldn't take it up despite the wisdom. Sinfully sweet step sister suggested, but I felt the error of that one when I finally decided to try taking her up on it...woo, should have known better, but that's what trust will get you. Interesting that she argued against it because it was "illegal"...as though she were doing any better at that age, or that her quest for hallucinogens were any more "legal" and for an imagined sense of pleasure...not for a REAL pleasure.
Ash, Dan, I'm off from the 10th-20th....
January. Job, no job; home, no home....I'm gone. A year later than my original plan is plenty long enough. Had things gone as planned.....alas. No more planning. Winging.
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Again, thanks.